Great Snow Mountain's holy monk, the Three Truths patriarch

Mount Zhongnan, at the foot of the mountain, noon.

A towering ancient tree stood tall and straight, amid green pines and emerald cypresses.

Beneath the shade.

A luxurious carriage was parked there, swaying back and forth at this moment.

Four fine horses pulled it, enough to display the honor of the carriage's owner.

Outside the carriage, six servants stood silent as stone sculptures, expressionless, their gazes vacant.

Inside the carriage, however, spring scenery was charming and lush.

Two soft, breathless voices drifted out the carriage window.

"Holy monk, your Buddhist Dharma is boundless, this humble woman... oh! I can't hold on anymore,"

"Holy monk, don't only dote on my younger sister. Please show this humble woman a little pity too."

After a while inside, a heavy panting sound rang out.

The carriage stopped swaying!

A damp breath arose inside the carriage.

On the bed within the carriage, two jade bodies lay sprawled, their faces flushed, revealing great swathes of snowy white.

One of them had dazed eyes and lay limp and powerless on the bed.

The other beautiful married woman had the corners of her lips slightly raised, the beauty mark adding a few more traces of allure.

She coiled around a young monk like a snake, her jade foot hooking around the monk's waist.

The monk was handsome with a bewitching oddness, his thin lips extremely fine, exuding an uncanny charm.

"Holy monk, we sisters have been intimate with you. We won't become pregnant, will we?"

The beautiful woman's eyes flowed, her tone carrying a little shyness and hidden worry.

The monk let out a soft laugh:

"Madam, set your heart at ease for now. This old monk has cultivated for many years and has already reached the realm of refining essence into liquid. There will be no children."

The beautiful woman laughed until her flowers and branches shook, her front trembling unsteadily.

"Holy monk, your face is handsome, just like a youth. Why call yourself this old monk? Besides... you're far more capable than that weak husband of mine."

The monk had already begun dressing, a smile on his face.

"Madam, outward appearance is but a skin bag. Though this old monk looks young, in truth my years have long since passed seventy."

The beautiful woman clearly did not believe him, taking it as nothing more than a joke.

The two sisters were born to famous noble families in the capital, and both had already married as other men's wives.

Inside the carriage, beside the bed, a spirit tablet carefully wrapped in white silk rested quietly.

That was the memorial tablet of her late husband.

However.

There were now some water stains on it.

This year, her husband had passed away. Holding a heart of prayer and blessing, she decided to go to Mount Zhongnan.

The capital certainly had many temples, but Mount Zhongnan had become famous far and wide in recent years, attracting countless wealthy and noble families to come and worship.

In addition, she felt somewhat stifled at home, so she decided to invite her younger sister to go with her, so she would have company on the road.

Who could have expected!

On the way, she had happened upon this white-robed monk, and she was actually drawn in by his bearing, giving rise to the thought of speaking with him.

She thought to herself that even just talking would be wonderful!

Her younger sister was the same. The two of them, as if by prior agreement, invited this white-robed monk into the carriage.

With the monk's arrival!

The atmosphere inside the carriage became subtle.

The hearts of the two women burned like raging fire, difficult to restrain, and so the various things that followed occurred.

They had indeed talked, with four mouths!

The beautiful woman parted her red lips lightly, carrying a hint of teasing:

"Holy monk, you truly have no shallow fortune. The sons and nephews in my family all drool three feet over my and my younger sister's beauty, and even often steal the intimate clothing we have worn."

"If they knew the holy monk could enjoy the blessing of sharing two beauties, most likely they would be endlessly envious."

The monk smiled.

"Madam, you look down on this old monk too much. Back then, North Wind's empress and so many imperial consorts were also guests in my bed."

"A man's mouth is a lying ghost!"

The beautiful woman teased:

"In that case, we sisters have used the same thing as North Wind's empress."

"Still, speaking of which, holy monk, did you come from North Wind?"

By now, the monk was fully dressed, his white robes fluttering.

"Yes. This old monk came from North Wind's Great Snow Mountain."

The beautiful woman naturally had never heard of Great Snow Mountain!

"Holy monk, as a man of the Buddhist sect, why have you set foot in this land of Daoist temples?"

"For revenge, nothing more!"

The white-robed monk said with some grief:

"He was my favorite disciple, and also the last of my bloodline in the secular world!"

"I never thought he would actually die in Great Qing."

"Tell me, should this old monk take revenge or not?"

"This person, should he die or not!"

Once these words came out.

The beautiful woman was cowed by the white-robed monk's aura and, for a moment, was actually left with no words to answer.

She only felt!

An inexplicable chill rose from the bottom of her heart, and fear filled her.

Seeing the beautiful woman's frightened expression, the white-robed monk instead gently stroked her cheek.

"This old monk was rude to the beauty. Amitabha."

The white-robed monk said no more.

He turned and stepped out of the carriage, his gaze looking far toward Mount Zhongnan.

"Lu Chen, Lu Yu, you killed my disciple. This old monk will make the entire Three Truths Sect pay blood for blood."

The white-robed monk was none other than the master of Great Snow Mountain's Chan Master Longshu.

One of North Wind's four grandmasters.

The lord of Great Snow Mountain, Chan Master Withered Wood.

A grandmaster was already the pinnacle of the human world!

Great Snow Mountain was a place of Buddhist esotericism, and what it cultivated was Joyous Zen.

Matters between men and women!

Withered Wood had already cultivated this path to an extremely high realm, and toward women of improper heart, he had a fatal attraction.

Many khans of North Wind had once cultivated at Great Snow Mountain. The so-called cultivation was nothing but methods of harvesting yin to supplement yang.

This also led the northern imperial harem into unbearable licentiousness, and the position of empress changed frequently.

As for the two women inside the carriage, Chan Master Withered Wood had long since taken their primordial yin. They would not live beyond three years.

After the white-robed monk walked far away, the several servants also recovered from their stupor.

The beautiful woman hurriedly stepped out of the carriage to search!

But where was there still any sign of the white-robed monk?

The spring light leaking from her body did make the six servants' gazes heat up.

The beautiful woman's heart felt empty.

She also felt it strange. She was a young lady from a great family.

How could she have done such an absurd thing!

With a monk she had never met before...

Lu Chen continued the simulation.

[You thought of how Innate Skill cultivated innate qi, and the curiosity in your heart instead grew stronger and stronger.]

[Ever since you were young, because your talent was unremarkable, what you learned was Great Yellow Court. Now, you were already at the sixth layer.]

[You were only a second-rate martial artist of the jianghu with ordinary inner breath.]

[Great Yellow Court had twelve layers in total. The first six layers were easy to master, but after that, the time spent for every layer of improvement grew greater.]

[Fortunately, afterward, each breakthrough to a new layer would double the true qi within the body.]

[It was a skill of steady, step-by-step progress. Now that he had cultivated for another year, progress was slow.]

[The Three Truths Sect had two internal skills. One was Innate Skill, and the second was Great Yellow Court.]

[Its highest external skills numbered three: Empty Clarity Fist, One Qi Three Truths Sword, and Azure Wave Palm.]

[One Qi Three Truths Sword, the Three Truths Sect's superior sword art, held the true meaning of "the Dao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things." It thrust out two nines, eighteen swords in succession, and each sword was one dividing into three. When thrust, there was only one move, yet the sword move split into three.]

[Azure Wave Palm, the palm was like waves, unbroken and endless, with boundless might.]

[You had only learned Empty Clarity Fist. This fist used soft boxing to unfold a fierce and powerful method, and also encompassed the true meaning of the Daoist school. It was the highest martial art of the Three Truths, said to have been written when the Three Truths patriarch died.]

[And so... you decided]

1. Find Innate Skill.

2. Continue cultivating.

3. Participate in person. (1/3)

Yu Ke, for his part, had no other thoughts.

Bringing it over for a look would not hurt!

Yu Ke was also a little curious. Now that spiritual energy was reviving, this skill manual might prove useful.

Innate qi and spiritual energy—could there be some explanation within?

Finding Innate Skill and taking a look would do no harm.

Yu Ke chose 1. Find Innate Skill.

[You sought out your master Liu Jinchan and obtained the secret manual of Innate Skill.]